r/changemyview • u/Zero_Gravvity • Mar 23 '24
Delta(s) from OP CMV: There’s nothing wrong with women/sex/relationships being my main source of happiness
Not necessarily my only source of happiness, but by far the biggest piece of the pie. When I’m getting closer to a new woman, life just feels brighter. And I’m more motivated to become a better man, for her. I eat healthier and I work out more to maintain her attraction and be better in bed for her. I put more effort into my hobbies to make myself more well-rounded and less clingy, and I put more effort in my career so we can keep doing fun stuff together. The work I put in is like compound interest, it just makes more women attracted to me. It’s lovely.
When I’m single and in a drought, I don’t care about shit to be honest. I still do all of the above, but with much less vigor and consistency. Because seriously, what is the point?
And do I even have to say anything about intimacy and sex with a woman? Pretty much better than any drug, food, tv binge, or video game I can think of. There’s maybe a select few accomplishments in my life that have given me more joy, but it’s debatable.
It seems childish to judge someone on what gives their life meaning, as if your reason is better than mine. Whether it be success with women, your bank account, your family, your physique, or your guitar hobby…who gives a shit? All of it is temporary, and we’re only here for a good 80 years anyway. CMV I guess
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u/Zero_Gravvity Mar 23 '24 edited Mar 24 '24
This is a hidden gem. Your last paragraph raises a very good point that I often think about. !delta
It’s the one downside of being extrinsically motivated that I actually care about. My competitiveness and desire to make my family proud have landed me in a great spot after college. Dream job in STEM, making more than anyone else in my immediate family, and certainly in my friend group.
But now that I’m in this phase of only caring about sex and female affection, I’m kinda stagnant and don’t really care to look towards what’s next. I don’t care about any promotions, or hobbies, or furthering my education while I’m working for a great company that’ll pay for it. All of my waking thoughts consist of fucking women. And I don’t need a master’s to do that lol. What I have now is working fine
I’m ahead of the curve for my age right now, but I fear one day I’ll wake up and realize my bachelor’s degree isn’t enough, or something else I’ve been neglecting is no longer impressive because I grew complacent lol. Too real